shock!Crazy criticism of treacherous ministers was dumbfounded by soft beauty kiss

Chapter 101
Song Qinghuai wanted to send Song Qing'an back to the palace, but he was called away by the guards of the Habayashi just as he came out from Emperor Liang's place.

So Song Qing'an walked back slowly with one or two attendants.

The sky was so overcast that it weighed on people's hearts, and they were so stuffy that they couldn't breathe.

Song Qing'an was upset, and the handkerchief in his hand was twisted into several creases.

Her marriage...will be arranged sooner or later.Even if Emperor Liang didn't mention it, someone in the court would play it.

Even if the elder brother succeeds to the throne before then... it's just a delay.

Whether it is Emperor Liang or those ministers.In their view, the biggest role of the princess is to exchange herself for peace, both inside and outside.

She was nothing more than a well-wrapped gift.

Song Qing'an snorted coldly, and the fingertips holding the handkerchief turned white from exertion.

However, she thought of Pei Qing again, and Song Qing'an felt a headache again when she thought of him.

Not to mention what will happen in the future, today... I'm afraid I've already annoyed him.

He wouldn't think that... Emperor Liang said it was her meaning, right?

Song Qing'an pursed her lips, thinking of Pei Qing's gloomy eyes, her heart felt apprehensive.

When she first met Ye Ning Ah, he disliked him. If he thought that he wanted to marry Xiye, wouldn't it kill her?
The palace had arrived, but Song Qing'an stopped outside.

"……Princess?"

Zhu Yan waited for a while, and when she saw Song Qing'an was out of control, she called out in a low voice.

Song Qing'an came back to his senses, looked up at the plaque, and then walked in again.

Zhu Yan looked at her expression and quietly ordered the rest of the palace people to retreat.

After Song Qing'an returned to the inner hall, she leaned on the soft couch with a weary look on her face. She didn't look better until Zhu Yan brought Su Che over.

"Is the princess worried about Your Majesty...?"

Zhuyan Guan seemed to be in a better mood, so she asked.

Song Qing'an ravaged the crispy cheese, and said lazily, "Probably so."

perhaps?

Zhu Yan didn't understand what it meant, besides Emperor Liang, there shouldn't be anything else going on, right?
Is it Mr. Palm Print?But... Didn't Master Palm Print rescue the princess?

"Go and watch outside, I'll stay by myself for a while."

"Yes."

Before the bamboo smoke receded, a few candles were lit, and some incense was added to the incense burner.

The inner hall was silent, and the crispy cheese was obediently kneaded by Song Qing'an.The breath of Anshenxiang gradually became stronger, Song Qingan yawned, and his eyelids gradually darkened.

When he woke up again, the sky outside had completely darkened.The candles were almost burnt out, and the entire inner hall was shrouded in twilight.

Suyou has long since disappeared, and it should have slipped away when Song Qingan fell asleep.Song Qing'an didn't look for it either, the left and right wouldn't run out of the palace, they might come out by themselves at some point.

"Bamboo smoke."

Song Qing'an turned over on the soft couch, turned to lean on it, and called out with half-closed eyes.

She waited for a while, but did not hear any response from outside.

Only then did Song Qing'an open his eyes, and half stood up.

"Bamboo smoke?"

There was silence outside the hall, and Song Qing'an felt something was wrong.

She got up, stepped on the shadow of the flickering candle, and walked slowly to the bead curtain.

There was a gust of wind blowing head-on, and the bead curtains collided with each other, making a crisp sound.

Song Qingan's pupils shrank suddenly, and before he could react, he was pushed against the wall.

"Pei... Pei's palm print..."

I don't know if he stayed outside for a long time, but there was a faint chill on his body, which penetrated directly into her heart.

"The princess still recognizes our family."

Pei Qing spoke softly, and slowly stroked her face with one hand: "Our family thought that the princess was in a hurry to run away, and she had forgotten about our family."

Song Qing'an choked for breath, and for a moment didn't know which one was colder, the hard wall behind him or Pei Qing.

"Pei's palm print is a joke... why did I run away, and how could I not remember Pei's palm print."

Hearing this, Pei Qing just sneered, the candlelight in the hall was too dark, which made his expression even more obscure.

"If it wasn't for our family's obstruction, the princess would agree to Your Majesty, right?" Pei Qing's eyes darkened again, but her hands were gentle and smoothed her slightly messy temple hair, "If the princess's good deeds are ruined, the princess should blame our family very much." yes."

"I don't mean that..."

Song Qing'an frowned, and said sadly: "Pei's palm print really misunderstood me... I never wanted to get married, so why would I feel resentful?"

Pei Qing lowered her eyes and stared at her lips for a while: "Princess's mouth is somewhat true and somewhat false, our family can't believe it."

"Can……"

Song Qing'an just wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Pei Qing: "Princess, don't rush to argue, why don't you tell our family, what will the princess say at that time?"

then……

Song Qing'an thought about it for a while, at that time, she naturally had to pretend to obey and respond first...

Telling this to Pei Qing at this time, isn't it suicide?
Song Qing'an really felt that Pei Qing in front of him was extremely abnormal.

He seemed to be restrained, but she could feel the faint aura of loss of control and madness under the appearance of restraint.

Although Pei Qing was also a lunatic on weekdays, she was definitely not like this now.

"Is the princess thinking about it for so long, is she thinking about how to excuse herself?"

Pei Qing gradually lost her patience, and her hand had already slid down her jaw to her neck.

"Pei's palm print, I just woke up...I still feel a little dizzy." Song Qing'an said pitifully, "At that time...I wanted to say that although His Majesty is my father, he is also the king of a country, so don't act recklessly."

She rambled nonsense, just piled up the sentences that Pei Qing loved to hear: "I said earlier that I will always be by Mu Zhi's side, so how could I have other thoughts?"

Pei Qing almost laughed angrily when she heard this.

When he was agitated by this matter, she was very comfortable and slept for several hours?
Really heartless.

"Really? But our family remembers that the princess didn't say that at the time."

"But at that time, wasn't it also Pei's palm print that interrupted me?"

Song Qing settled down, the pitiful look on his face gradually faded, and there was a smile between the corners of his eyes and brows.

"...Pei's palm print, isn't it because you're afraid of me leaving?"

As soon as the ending sound landed, Song Qing'an felt a tightness around his neck, and the familiar feeling of suffocation hit.

She raised her hand, but she wasn't trying to pull Pei Qing's hand away.

Song Qing'an hooked Pei Qing, and under the dim light of the candle lamp, her eyes gradually becoming blurred due to suffocation became more and more blurred.

The more Pei Qing reacted, the more it meant...she was right.

He was afraid... afraid that she would leave him.

Song Qing'an was about to laugh out loud at the thought of this, but unfortunately Pei Qing pinched her tightly, and she could only make a few gasps in pain.

When Pei Qing suddenly relaxed, she coughed a few times.

"Princess better stop talking like that."

Song Qing'an smiled when he heard this, and looked up at him: "No."

Before Pei Qing could do anything, Song Qing'an stood on tiptoe, hooked Pei Qing again, leaned closer and said in a low voice, "Pei Qing...you are afraid of me leaving, and you are reluctant to kill me. Is it...?"

Her voice was still hoarse, and her raised eyebrows were sly and provocative.Pei Qing was so angry that she was going crazy, wishing she could strangle her to death, but when she really wanted to do it, she couldn't bear it.

Just like she said.

Pei Qing's hanging hand trembled slightly, and the delicate and soft touch of her neck still remained in the palm.

Fear...he was indeed afraid.

Afraid that she would leave without saying goodbye and leave him.

(End of this chapter)